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|    The paradox of Ojevind's Tree    |
|    04 Sep 09 13:14:43    |
      XPost: alt.fan.tolkien, rec.arts.books.tolkien       From: no.spam@no.spam              In "Re: 20 Questions - Öjevind", Öjevind Lång wrote:               > OK. :-) Just keep in mind that (as I learned) even something that seems        > very easy to the OP can turn out to be quite difficult to the others.              Well for one thing you said:               > The tree could be found growing in a forest or alone.              The Old Party Tree grew alone, in a field (ie, not in a forest).       However its species is unknown so how could you possibly have known       that other members of the same species can also be found in a forest?              Then did the Spirit of Yavanna, Patron Maia of the Olvar come to me       in a dream vision. In the guise of an Entwife she appeared, like unto       a walking elm tree pacing towards me seven yards at a stride.              I was petrified. This went so much against the grain.              However, her bark was worse than her bight, and she spoke to calm me,       saying thusly: "Fear not, for I have come to bestow great wisdom upon       thee concerning Öjevind's Tree.              "Know then, oh Adan of Narrow Vision, that when he said it could be       found in a forest or alone, he spake sooth. Verily indeed, for       a Party Tree can be found most anywhere where people party, including       but not limited to a forest, plain, prairie, savanna, steppe, veldt,       grassland, pampas, wold, meadow, plateau, Barrow Down, moor, desert,       chaparral, outback, badland, sahel, tundra... well, thee gets       the picture."              I really felt like a sap. Everything was now so clearcut. Beholding       the Mote in Öjevind's eye I had considered not the beam in my own.              Then as suddenly as she had appeared, Yavannah vanished in a whirlwind       of swirling elm leaves, leaving only a sprinkling of sawdust on the       North Moor of the Shire where she had stood.              SQ              --- SoupGate-Win32 v1.05        * Origin: you cannot sedate... all the things you hate (1:229/2)    |
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